I wore only a towel, but my concern for Veena was more important to me than my own modesty. I froze. XXX STOP! The cock in her mouth pushing deep into her throat time and time again in rapid succession before Veena felt me holding it there once more, knowing what was coming, but the jet of cum still surprised her as I held myself there, jets of cum shooting into her mouth from my jerking cock, each jerk releasing another globule of thick cum. Please, oh God, please stop!” pleaded Veena through the tears. She tugged harder, praying for the end that she knew was coming.
